[ Gently, but pointedly: ] That you are aware of. After all, you seem surprised to find yourself an influence on me.
[ Alexandrie sets her cup on the saucer in her lap, the better to express her full attention. ]
I had little reason to think past the ebb and flow of my own life, plans, and fortunes when I arrived in Kirkwall. The Grand Game is a consumptive thing, and, I have found once removed from its immediacy, incredibly isolating. We have our world, the lower classes have theirs. The twain meet rarely, and the moments in which they do are easily overlooked.
Even on my forays into Val Fontaine, both town and surrounding lands, I felt myself separate and above. [ She makes a forestalling gesture, in the likely case that Kitty has something to say about that. ] In the way of a caretaker to their charge--which is what we are meant to be. We compensate for seasons of poor yield, outfit the town guard, aid in dispensing justice, encourage new trade, care for the roads and concern ourselves with the safety of traversing them, and enjoy the resultant wealth that is provided to us in exchange.
Why should I have ever had cause to think about the myriad of ways such a way of things could be exploited and made cruel?
[ She picks up the cup again and gestures with it, a smile tugging at her lips. ]
Unless it is repeatedly and aggressively elucidated upon, at least.
[ A "good person". For that, a small wistful smile. ]
Ah, no. I am not good, cherie. I am selfish and vengeful and both capable and willing to be terribly cruel in it, caring not a whit for the injury of any others who stand in my path unless they are important to me, and that is hardly the whole of it.
But I shall at least grant that there is enough of something good in me to continue to find myself concerned with "getting it".
I have arranged for men to be killed for no other reason than they caused me injury.
[ She lifts her shoulders and frees a hand to gesture the lack of worry it causes her. ]
There are a great number of things I should do for the preservation of this world, but I suspect only inasmuch as it aids me or those I have come to care for as well. Good acts do not mean good actors.
But, to the original subject of our conversation, nor do evil acts mean evil actors. You may well find change has been planted in your erstwhile foe.
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Date: 2019-03-17 06:29 pm (UTC)[ Alexandrie sets her cup on the saucer in her lap, the better to express her full attention. ]
I had little reason to think past the ebb and flow of my own life, plans, and fortunes when I arrived in Kirkwall. The Grand Game is a consumptive thing, and, I have found once removed from its immediacy, incredibly isolating. We have our world, the lower classes have theirs. The twain meet rarely, and the moments in which they do are easily overlooked.
Even on my forays into Val Fontaine, both town and surrounding lands, I felt myself separate and above. [ She makes a forestalling gesture, in the likely case that Kitty has something to say about that. ] In the way of a caretaker to their charge--which is what we are meant to be. We compensate for seasons of poor yield, outfit the town guard, aid in dispensing justice, encourage new trade, care for the roads and concern ourselves with the safety of traversing them, and enjoy the resultant wealth that is provided to us in exchange.
Why should I have ever had cause to think about the myriad of ways such a way of things could be exploited and made cruel?
[ She picks up the cup again and gestures with it, a smile tugging at her lips. ]
Unless it is repeatedly and aggressively elucidated upon, at least.
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Date: 2019-03-17 06:36 pm (UTC)Yelled in your face, you mean.
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Date: 2019-03-17 06:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-03-17 06:52 pm (UTC)[ A little sigh, and a shrug. ]
You were always a good person, under all the masks and the giggles. I hardly had to state anything emphatically until you - you know - got it.
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Date: 2019-03-17 07:14 pm (UTC)Ah, no. I am not good, cherie. I am selfish and vengeful and both capable and willing to be terribly cruel in it, caring not a whit for the injury of any others who stand in my path unless they are important to me, and that is hardly the whole of it.
But I shall at least grant that there is enough of something good in me to continue to find myself concerned with "getting it".
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Date: 2019-03-17 07:17 pm (UTC)Oh, come on, Lexie.
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Date: 2019-03-17 07:41 pm (UTC)[ She lifts her shoulders and frees a hand to gesture the lack of worry it causes her. ]
There are a great number of things I should do for the preservation of this world, but I suspect only inasmuch as it aids me or those I have come to care for as well. Good acts do not mean good actors.
But, to the original subject of our conversation, nor do evil acts mean evil actors. You may well find change has been planted in your erstwhile foe.
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Date: 2019-03-17 07:47 pm (UTC)[ A sigh, and a flick of a hair from her face. ]
But...Maybe. And if it doesn't - Who knows. Maybe being one of the oppressed, rather than an oppressor, will be good for him.
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Date: 2019-03-17 07:51 pm (UTC)For once I find myself glad you think so.
As to him, I imagine it will be terribly enlightening.